His empathy is like a life preserver, and she holds onto it to keep herself from drowning in her despair. Even his robotic sounds are comforting, because she can hear the understanding in them. She shakes her head and sits up a little straighter. "Not really. Some people think it's an elaborate revenge plot, or maybe we have something that they want, and the only way they can get it is by preserving our colony."
Her expression changes; the anger and fear replaced with something akin to sorrow. "Some of them were sleeper agents, like the one I knew. It turns out, if a cylon dies, its consciousness downloads into a new body. So maybe... maybe some of them remember being human, and don't want to lose that part of themselves."
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Date: 2012-02-16 10:30 pm (UTC)Her expression changes; the anger and fear replaced with something akin to sorrow. "Some of them were sleeper agents, like the one I knew. It turns out, if a cylon dies, its consciousness downloads into a new body. So maybe... maybe some of them remember being human, and don't want to lose that part of themselves."